A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since depart
Marked the mastodon,
The dinosaur, who left dried token
Of their sojourn here

She came home running
back to the mothering blackness
deep in the smothering blackness
white tears icicle gold plains of
She came home running

Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn’t frighten me at all
Bad dogs barking loud
Big ghosts in a cloud

The highway is full of big cars
going nowhere fast
And folks is smoking anything that
Some people wrap their lies around
And you sit wondering

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone

Funky blues
Keen toed shoes
High water pants
Saddy night dance
Red soda water

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?

Your smile, delicate
rumor of peace.
Deafening revolutions nestle in th
cleavage of
your breasts

When I was young, I used to
Watch behind the curtains
As men walked up and down the stre
Young men sharp as mustard.
See them. Men are always

Beloveds, now we know that we know
Without notice, our dear love can
In the instant that Michael is go
Though we are many, each of us is
Only when we confess our confusion